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SHOW PREVIEW: PEARS at Propaganda in Lake Worth 05-18-17

SHOW PREVIEW: PEARS at Propaganda in Lake Worth 05-18-17

Back in April 2015 we called little known New Orleans band PEARS “punk rock’s last hope.” News of our proclamation spread like wildfire through Livejournal, Myspace, IRC, international news wires and most importantly to Fat Mike’s ears and within months PEARS signed to Fat Wreck Chords. Shortly thereafter pictures of the band hanging out with Bill Stevenson of Descendents/ALL fame, Joanna Angel…

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ANOTHER MUSIC PODCAST: Ep. 305- Sacred Owls' Christian Coffins exposes the truth

ANOTHER MUSIC PODCAST: Ep. 305- Sacred Owls’ Christian Coffins exposes the truth

Another Music Podcast Episode #305 – Sacred Owls Chuck Livid sits in with singer/songwriter Christian Coffins of Orlando’s Sacred Owls. We chat about his late ’90s Miami pop punk band The Roonies, horror films’ influence on his music, the U.S. government’s role in subversive acts against its citizens, the band’s Owl Mobile, his screen print shop Coffins Print Shop, Miami’s In Occulus, Rat Bastard…

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REVIEW: Hepatagua / Armageddon Man / House of Lightning at Kreepy Tiki

Boston sludge kings Hepatagua perform at Ft. Lauderdale's Kreepy Tiki with House of Lightning, Armageddon Man, Iron Buddah and Ta Bien.

Returning fresh off assignment from Denver’s Riot Fest I quickly looked for some local shows to cover and found that Armageddon Man was playing Kreepy Tikion a Tuesday. So I grabbed my gear, got into my car and rushed off to Ft. Lauderdale. As I’m walking into the joint I realize that this isn’t another “locals only” gig and that a touring band was playing –that band turns out to be sludge /…

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Nowhere to go No place to go I'm real screwed up, my eyes are sore from smoking all that shit No place to go Bottomless heart, so big that everything just gets lost in there And if it never comes out, that's ok by me And on other side, at the top there may light at the end of the tunnel I just don't think I'll be the same I'm just warning you I'm warning you all no crutches no nothin' I am going to live the end apocalypse man what the hell else is there to do I want a mission, not a gig or a good time, I want a mission Scrawny stiff legs and despair come walkin my way with an achy step Shipwrecked souls desolation paradise bountiful wonderland of lost souls staggering around arms out stretched looking for something lonely hero man sitting on the crest of the apocalypse and our boy says something like uh hey sir, I'm a man away from home, and my soul is out on loan could you throw us down a bone, so I wouldn't be all alone Cause I wanna see it all, and I wanna have it all, and I wanna see it fall and I wanna take it all away February 13th, birthday new shirt around my neck, shivers up and down my spine The time is mine and I'm feelin fine ..and I take this one thin dime And I call my mom on the phone and say Say something to warm her heart Say uhh your boy done fucked up Had a bit of hard luck went down a wrong trail, messed with the wrong people And just lost his mind just lost his mind just lost his mind just lost his mind just lost his mind just lost his mind just lost his mind Jumped! get stuck in the trunk, got stuck in the jungle and their jokes and their votes and their wrong side looks, and all the notes in the books and all the wrong turns and all the bad burns and he never learned to not get burned and he never learned one more wrong turn led to another wrong turn Dog people! these people are for real they watch television They run in circles they bark like dogs they nip at my heels They wanna put a collar around my neck they want me to be like them Well I just walk right past, right over em, right though em, right on top of them I crush their face cause it's easy cause their nothing cause their nothing little dogs humping dogs sticking that thing in any crack that passes by Dirt falling in my mind, dirt gets stuck in my mouth, dirt gets stuck in my eyes Seeing everything through dirt, all I see is dirt, all I know is dirt just talking dirt Talking dirt, Digging dirt, loving dirt, rolling in dirt Dirt river, dirt slithers, dirt lovers, dirt undercover, dirt over color aaaaaaaaaaaaah I've felt dirty before, but it never felt quite like this I've seen dirt before but it never looked quite looked like this I've talked dirt before but it never sounded quite like this That's not the way it is that's just the way it is around here around these parts Ooo! It took a long time to make a long rhyme It took a long time to make a story short It took a lotta lives and a lotta lies to make this story what it is And stretch it into a disgusting distortion and proportion and detail And you can retail that, and sell it to the market and see what you get Bring back the proceeds and we'll spend it on something of worth Something that will save me, something that will get me out of here There's nothing I want more like out there's nothing I like to roll in like dirt look! Ashamed of myself I've looked at myself I've hated myself And if we could all just get together and hate a little we could hate one another Hate our sisters and brothers in the sea of disunity Get my fill when the bloodspills, Get my fill when the bloodspills Get my fill when the bloodspills, I get my freeze with the chill spells I get my thrills with the cheers feel, I get my thrills with the cheers feels the glass breaks Chills up and down my spine and I'm feeling fine I was feeling fine the time is mine Spendin time to time getting my beer and all the gulls wing inside my head and alarms goin on and off all fucked up all messed up…open my eyes, too much breathing, too much of that fucking dirty air makes me talk shit makes me live shit makes me wanna kiss the ground, better than kissing you dirt girl, in that dirt dress what's up that dirt dress what's up that dirt dress ain't nothing but a bunch a trash ain't nothing but a bunch a trash ain't nothing but a bunch a trash ain't nothing but a bunch a trash, but you seem to have me quite interested quite interested, I think I'll walk your way, I think I'll say your name I think I'll come over to your house Eeeuw you got something for me you got something for me I'm the man among men walking tall with a plan You can send it around the world, you can hold it in your hand You can bring it on home, I'm Armageddon man girl Armageddon man girl, armageddon man girl And I want the whole world I want the whole world I want the whole world I wanna make this place a better place and send my shovel and face everywhere A statue of my effigy they erected a slum in my name Henry Rollins memorial slum Henry Rollins memorial pit Got a grave with my name I gotta grave that always looks the same Through the eyes of a fucking bug

Henry Rollins, Armageddon Man

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Ft. Lauderdale! Come out and be an hero.

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